My name is Ether. I was in a large family. Everyone in my family wanted one thing. And that one thing was to be the best. To stand out in the large crowd. So with eight brothers and sisters trying to be the greatest, I was left in the dust. I could never catch up to them. I would never be the great hero they all thought I could be. With Glaceon being the best skater, Vaporeon being the swimmer that sweeps the nation, and Sylveon working day and night to solve world hunger, I was the one who only got a A on my test because I got hints when I went to my brothers' and/or sisters' competitions and got a few tips. I was the one who only got the best grades on the big test because I've watched the math happen before and the answers were drilled into my brain like cavemen drawings from long ago. I was the disappointment. I could see it on their faces. I was a failure. Forever the stupid little daughter who wouldn't even try to reach the top. I was a eevee who would never have appreciation because I would not fight for the top. I was a stupid. Little. Pest.
But who said pests couldn't make a difference?